Storm

God moves in a mysterious way
His wonders to perform;
He plants His footsteps in the sea
And rides upon the storm.

Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take;
The clouds ye so much dread
Are big with mercy and shall break
In blessings on your head.

A storm is coming.

I love the way storms offer a sampling of our God's massive power in a way that is impossible to ignore.

Magnificent.

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*Verses taken from God Moves in a Mysterious Way, by William Cowper